NOVPUBChapter 1201: Chapter 1201: A Bit Overpowered_1 Chapter 1201 -1201: A Bit Overpowered_1 “He vomited a lot in the middle of the night yesterday and even got some on our couch.
I just sent the cushions to be cleaned this morning.” Mrs.
Lewis said, “He woke up with a terrible headache this morning, and he wouldn’t eat breakfast.”
“I was afraid he’d feel sick and wouldn’t eat, so I made him clear soup noodles with bone broth, only adding rapeseed and egg, I didn’t dare to put even a little bit of minced meat in it.
And he still couldn’t eat.” Mrs.
Lewis sneered.
“Last night he was all high and mighty about wanting to test Lyke’s drinking capacity.” Mrs.
Lewis had been completely reassured after seeing Lyke’s composure and was now more than happy to include him in the conversation.
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“After he woke up this morning, I showed your father how drunk the two of them got last night.
Let’s see who was testing who.” Mrs.
Lewis said.
Mr.
Lewis: “…”
Frankly speaking, it is incredibly embarrassing.
“Dad, are you feeling better now?” Peggy Lewis asked again.
“Much better.
Your mom gave me a hangover cure, and I drank some honey.
I’m feeling great now,” Mr.
Lewis replied.
Seeing Mr.
Lewis in good spirits, Peggy Lewis was relieved.
Mr.
Lewis whispered to Mrs.
Lewis, “When the elders from the Zhekova Family arrive later, don’t mention that I forced Lyke to drink.
If his father hears about it, he might not be pleased.”
Mrs.
Lewis also whispered back, “You do understand that what you did was wrong, right?
What if Lyke has already told them?”
Mr.
Lewis: “…”
Mrs.
Lewis laughed, “Look at how scared you are.
I trust Lyke.
He’s not the type to gossip.”
Could someone as steady as Lyke Zhekova do something like that?
Mr.
Lewis further revealed, “If he wants our daughter, he wouldn’t dare.”
Mrs.
Lewis joked, “Keep showing off.
I still think Lyke is quite good.
He likes Peggy, not you.
Better be careful.”
Mr.
Lewis sulked a bit.
It’s not that he didn’t like Lyke Zhekova.
He just wasn’t too thrilled about anyone taking away his daughter.
Not long after, the elders of the Zhekova Family and Third Old Master Zhekova arrived.
Samson Zhekova was pushing the Third Old Master’s wheelchair behind him.
Upon seeing them, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis hurriedly stood up.
“Old Master, Old Madam, Third Old Master.”
After being introduced by Lyke Zhekova, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis took the initiative to greet them.
Having heard Lyke Zhekova referring to them as Mr.
and Mrs.
just now, the Third Old Master immediately said, “What are you calling us Mr.
and Mrs.?
That’s too impersonal.
You are about to get engaged, just call us dad and mom!”
Mr.
Lewis: “…”
Mrs.
Lewis: “…”
They initially thought it was just Old Madam Zhekova who was like this.
Who would have thought, they were all like this?
Lyke Zhekova smoothly called out, “Dad, Mom.”
Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis struggled to respond.
The Third Old Master waved at Peggy Lewis, “Peggy.”
“Old Master,” Peggy Lewis responded.
“Look, Lyke has already changed his way of addressing us, aren’t you going to change too?” The Third Old Master laughed.
Cindy Clarke quietly tugged at Adrian Zhekova, “Why has Third Grandpa’s combat strength suddenly increased so much?”
“It’s because he was ambushed by Old Madam last time.” Adrian Zhekova whispered back, “And last time when Peggy went to the family mansion, Third Grandpa didn’t get to show any of his combat strength.
He’s competitive, so he’s just trying to compensate.”
“…” Cindy Clarke was speechless, “Last time Third Grandpa really didn’t have much room to show off, but today he seems a bit too enthusiastic.”
Adrian Zhekova gloated, “Luckily, we’re just here to watch the fun.”
Cindy Clarke laughed along, but just after laughing for two seconds, she realized something was wrong.
Peggy Lewis was her best friend.
She shouldn’t be laughing so indifferently.
She decided to laugh more modestly.
While the two were enjoying the fun, Cindy Clarke felt a tug on her hand.
She looked down to see little Morgan Zhekova gazing up at them.
“What is it?” Cindy Clarke asked.
Because of their height difference, they couldn’t really whisper to one another.
Fearing they wouldn’t hear him clearly, little Morgan Zhekova could only speak up, “Mom, should I start calling Fourth Grandmother instead of Godmother now?”
The little guy’s voice was loud and clear.
While Peggy Lewis was still feeling a bit shy and hesitant to call out “Dad,” Morgan Zhekova’s loud question echoed throughout the room.
Peggy Lewis’s face turned red immediately.
“Fourth Grandmother, of course, he should call you Grandmother,” Old Madam chuckled.
Their little Morgan, was truly a blessing.
How did he become so assistive!
“Fourth Grandmother!” the little guy effortlessly changed his address.
He had no problem switching from calling her Godmother to Fourth Grandmother.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She had initially thought she would feel uncomfortable hearing Morgan Zhekova addressing them this way.
But surprisingly, it sounded just right.
“Morgan has already switched, Peggy, you see!” Old Madam hinted frantically.
“Dad.” Peggy Lewis blushed and called out.
“Good, good, good.” The Third Old Master beamed, his face rosy with joy.
He was so happy that his eyes welled up with tears.
This unexpected turn of events startled everyone.
“Don’t panic, don’t panic.” The Third Old Master blinked back his tears.
Yet, his eyes were still slightly red, wet with tears.
“I’m just so happy.” Third Old Master said emotionally, “I didn’t expect that at my age, I could still see Lyke getting married.”
“Lyke was my late-life child, and I was always wondering if I could hold on until his wedding.
Regarding having a grandson, I didn’t even dare to dream about it.
I didn’t want pressure him to get married and have a child in a hurry, just so I could see my grandchild.”
“The two of us, father, and son, are alike.
He also has his perseverance — he would rather stay single than settle for anyone.
It’s been dragging on like this until now,” the Third Old Master sighed.
“I had given up hope, as he was getting older and older.
I was prepared that he might have to remain single for the rest of his life.”
“But, who could have imagined?
I am actually fortunate enough to witness my son having a fiancée.” The Third Old Master gave a thumbs up, closed his eyes and wiped his tears.
Mrs.
Lewis, being an emotional person, felt a tug at her heartstrings listening to Third Old Master.
She hurriedly said, “Old Master, please don’t say that.
You are very fortunate.”
“Lyke is an exceptional individual, from his capabilities to his character.
I am sure you’ve heard so much praise for him that it has probably lost its impact.”
“Not only will you be able to see his engagement and wedding, you will also be able to spend time with your grandchild!” Mrs.
Lewis reassured.
“I hope so.” the Third Old Master sighed, “I’m not greedy, this is already more than I could ask for.”
